Novel & Cerita I Became The Heros Mom

She noticed the baby seemed especially joyful when classical music was playing, perhaps a sign of the unique bond between a mother and her child. Abigail opened the book and began in a soft voice, "Baby, tonight I'm going to tell you about a hero. The hero of our story is someone truly remarkable. Pay attention, okay? Do you know what makes a hero? Many say it's those with talent and bravery, always there to lend a hand. Others think of our brave firefighters and soldiers, who protect us. They indeed are magnificent heroes, strong and dignified. Their efforts give us our peaceful, happy lives. But in my eyes, heroes aren't just them. Everyone who's kind in this world is a hero. And you, my b

You still need to follow doctor’s orders so don’t cry too much, alright? As Hero reaches out to touch the older woman on her hospital gown’s shoulder, carefully avoiding the bandages on her body, he catches his mother’s raised eyebrow and small smirk at him calling Lyra’s mother, Mommy Celia. He rolls his eyes in response making sure his Mama sees it and only receives a wider and more mischievous smile from the classy matriarch.

How the hell did they survive this? Panting, my voice just a whisper, I croak, “She’s a Riding Hood. I can’t be mated to that.” “She was a Riding Hood,” Mom says, stepping beside Dad, her hand on his arm. The skin-to-skin contact calms him immediately. “She was born into it, just like you were born to Julian.” “She’s the strongest witch in the world, Mom,” I say, voice shaky but rising. “It’s only a matter of time before she turns on us.”

“Auntie, I’ve already cheered Mom up. Heehee. If those people show up, I’ll kill them all. Hey, I’ll tell you a secret. The person who moved into my place three days ago is one of the people who bullied my mom. Before he died he begged, saying he only reposted something online and never insulted her. But I still killed him. I think he was an accomplice. “My mom had to dress up for work. As long as she’s happy, even if she’s just cooking in her uniform, she’s a hero to me.” I looked at the woman’s outfit and gently patted the boy’s head. “You’re a hero too.” His superpower was making his mom happy. Off-screen, the live chat broke down into tears. 【I told you, Nina’s wise beyond belief! My god

He hugged Leo back, sobbing. Watching this, my eyes grew wet. The hatred and pain of the past vanished like smoke. That night, we sat on the balcony, looking at the stars. Leo held my arm, and Sam leaned on my shoulder. "Mom, thank you." They said it in unison. I looked at them, filled with gratitude to the Moon Goddess. Fate was cruel once, but in the end, it gave me the best gifts. No matter what storms come, we will face them together. This is our happy ending.

She swallows. “But heroes aren’t supposed to keep secrets.” I let out a slow breath. “I don’t know.” She finally looks over. “No?” I shake my head. “I think sometimes heroes are just people trying to survive.” She studies me for a second. “My mom should’ve told me.” “Maybe.” “I could’ve helped.” “You were sixteen.” “I still could’ve—” “No.” I don’t raise my voice. I don’t have to. She goes quiet. “You were a kid.”

Uncle Jericho drives us back to the pack house and I can’t help but wonder more about my mom. “What is she, I mean my mom, what is she like?” “Your mom?” Uncle Jericho took a quick look back at me before focusing on the road again, “Is one hell of an amazing woman.” I stare at him, waiting for more. “She was fierce, a warrior and a Luna, that everyone bows down,” he smirked, “especially your father, but in a good way of course.” I sat in silence beside him as I waited to hear more. “Did you know that your father didn’t want to be an Alpha before?”

Obviously, my parents helped out more than I could've asked for but I made a ton of friends and actually for once enjoyed my life. Until... I heard a notification go off on my phone. It was an I*******m dm. My eyes widened at the user name. Archer Bowman The CEO of Bowman corp. The second richest person on Earth. And one of the most powerful people now. I opened the notification and saw the message. Archer: Hi, I don't know if you remember me but we met at the club last weekend. I was wondering if I could ask you out? My heart began racing. Why on Earth would he message me? How could this happen? I hesitated to answer but decided to try it. A man like him messaging me through I*******m?

Hercules walked towards May's side, so he could see his mother directly. "Last night I had a terrible dream. The pack was in flames and amidst the entire chaos, I watched as a group of hooded people took you and same applies with you too May. Right before my eyes, you both were killed and I woke up." Hercules was particularly surprised about the horrific revelation his mother had claimed to have. He could vivdly remember Mammon assuring him of peace. "Mother, you don't have to worry about a thing. Mammon's sword took out the perpetrator right before our very eyes and i don't think any one here is left practicing magic." Hercules replied.

"This is her true face! Using her power, she stole my family to spite me, all because Martha gave birth to my child. Where are the police? Why isn't she arrested yet? Just because she's the daughter of the gambling tycoon? Is justice only for the rich?" The reporters turned on me, questions flying. Online, viewers raged: [Can wealth buy anything? Kidnapping a mother and child. That's monstrous!] I stayed calm, stopping my assistant from intervening. My phone buzzed with a message: Martha and the child were found. I folded my arms. "You say I kidnapped them?" He bristled, sensing a trap. "Who else?" My smirk sharpened. "You're right. It was me."